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Archive name: brwnmeat.txt (mf-teens, hispanic, inc)
Authors name: Maria (No Address)
Story title : My Brother's Brown Meat
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My Brother's Brown Meat
by Maria (final version 10/97)
I felt that your readers would be interested to know
that something like this could happen just about any
time, and that sudden incestual interest isn't confined
to just one race.
I stood in the shower, letting the spray rinse the soap
from my body. I turned off the water and opened the
stall door. It was hot and steamy in the bathroom, but
not nearly as hot and steamy as inside me. I began to
dry myself, taking my time, running my fingers slowly
over my pussy and my nipples, while looking at myself
in the full-length mirror. My breasts were full and
round, my nipples dark and erect. My hips hadn't blown
up into wide expanses of flesh of a Hispanic women, and
my tummy was still flat. Yes, I thought, standing
there, I looked pretty damn good.
Then, I heard the floor creak out in the hall. I froze,
wondering, and then thought that I might be hearing
things. I heard another noise --- a shuffling sound.
Without being too obvious, I glanced at the doorknob to
the bathroom. Through the crack under the door I could
see movement. There was alternating light and darkness
in the hallway.
My brother was peeking at me again! He was out there,
no doubt, playing with himself, looking at my naked
body. I stood still, listening intently to the silence.
Just above a whisper, I could hear his rapid breathing,
and I could have sworn I could hear the slap-slap-slap
sound of his masturbating.
At first I was mad. I'd caught him ding just this only
a week ago. I had made him promise to stop doing it or
I would tell our folks. And now only one week later he
was at it again.
I moved closer to the door and sat on the toilet. I
didn't know what to do, but I knew I was actually
thrilled by being watched. I'd had a week to mull over
what had happened and every time I thought of him
looking at me naked, and the effect that it had on him,
well, I just felt so sexy.
Without really thinking about what I was doing I spread
my legs to give him a better view. I faced the keyhole,
and reached down and parted my pussy lips. This would
give him a really great show, I thought. My younger
brother had probably never seen a real live pussy
before.
I could hear his heavy breathing for sure now. I knew
positively that he was watching me and playing with
himself. That thought thrilled me. I knew that it
should make me angry, but I liked the thought of it.
I stood and stretched, then quickly reached for the
doorknob and pulled the door open.
Ernesto, my brother, was squatting there, his shorts
pulled down to his ankles, his hand wrapped around his
cock. His eyes were wide, his mouth open. He stopped in
mid-stroke, his balls hanging low beneath his hard,
purple-headed, sheathed cock. Right at the tip of it, I
could see the purple head, poking through the foreskin.
The head glistened with satiny looking fluid.
His face reddened and he started to stand up. I simply
took a step toward him and grabbed the back of his
head, pushing his face down into pussy.
"You wanted to see my pussy," I said, "now, suck on it,
stick your tongue in it."
I could feel his lips against my pussy lips. I knew he
had wanted to protest, and I knew that he had been
embarrassed. I felt that this was the best way to let
him know that not only was it okay, but that I liked
the idea and wanted his mouth on me.
He reached up and put one hand on my ass, running his
fingers across my ass cheeks, and at the same time, I
felt his tongue dart out, licking my pussy lips. I let
go of his head, and he suddenly backed away a little
bit, looking at my hairy snatch close up. Then he
looked up at my face, his big brown eyes questioning.
"Is it okay, Angela?" he asked.
"Sure Ernesto," I said. "I like that. I want you to
like my body. It's okay, just lick me like you really
want to."
He continued stroking himself then, as I felt his hot
breath on my thighs and pussy as he moved his mouth and
tongue closer.
He moved his tongue up one side of my snatch, and with
one hand, parted my pussy lips and touched my clit with
the tip of his tongue. The touch sent fire through me.
I could feel my legs shake, and I was too turned on to
think of anything but cumming. I grabbed the back of
his head, pressing his face into my snatch. I could
feel his tongue slide inside my cunt, moving in and
out, and I came with a loud moan, my body shaking, my
knees weak. I pressed his face harder to me, and I knew
that he was having a hard time breathing.
I pulled away, weak at the knees. He continued stroking
himself, and he stood, looking at my tits. I heard him
moan, and suddenly, there was cum shooting out of his
cock, wetting my stomach, my thighs. He stroked himself
faster and faster, and his cock shot cum like a
sprinkler. It flew out and hit me on the legs, and one
drop actually shot all the way up to my tits.
I began rubbing his cum into my skin, and he stood and
stared at what I was doing.
"Follow me," I said, taking his hand and leading him
into my bedroom. I lay on the bed and spread my legs.
"Fuck me Ernesto! Make me feel good like I just did
you."
In less than a second he was climbing on top of me, and
I felt his hard prick pressing against my wet pussy. I
felt him slide it in, all the way, with his balls
pressing against my ass. I lifted my legs and
surrounded his ass with my legs, holding him to me. It
felt so good to have him buried in me like that.
He took one nipple into his mouth and sucked on it, and
the sensation sent thrills through me, making my pussy
wetter than it had been before.
He began thrusting, his balls slapping against me, and
the noise of our sweaty skin slapping together was loud
and thrilling. His cock was hard and thick, and the
feeling of his hot dick in me was a surprise and a
delight.
"Fuck me faster, Ernie, fuck me!" I shouted, a little
too loudly. Mom and Dad weren't home, but the thought
that they might come walking in any second added to the
thrill of what we were doing.
He thrust faster and faster, and I felt his cock harden
even more. He grunted. And I felt his dick jerk inside
me and his balls tightened. I felt my insides filling
up with his cum, and the feeling made me cum again and
again, an orgasm that I could feel from my toes to the
top of my head.
He kept thrusting, I could feel his cum running out of
me and down to my asshole.
"Ernie," I finally said, "you're an amazing fuck."
He pulled out of me and lay on the bed beside me.
"You're not mad I was peeking on you?"
"Not anymore I'm not..."
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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